A VR Travel Story That Makes You Want to Be Humiliated - Chapter 368: Subjugation of Executives (5)

When I entered for the Film Academy, the examiner arranged a crying scene for me. I pinched my thighs blue but still no tears came out, but now, oh.

Chen You held a cigarette with his mouth, give me ten seconds, I can cry like a dog, a dead dog.

444: Film Emperor, it’s time to go to the next set.

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When she opens her eyes again, she is in a strange world, a new continent.

Born in the declining Yun family and being beaten to death by the son of a powerful family—this is her identity this life.

Her father and brother, who had protected her as if their lives depended on it, becomes her strength to continue living.

The great family fortune attracts a fatal disaster from greedy people.

Since she is reborn as Yun Feng, no one can touch the Yun family!

Whoever steals the Yun family’s assets would pay back five times the amount!

Whoever plots against Yun family’s lives would pay back ten times the amount!

If there are still people who dare to touch the Yun family, she would definitely return the favor with all her strength. She would not rest until she’s dead!

Therefore, she chooses to stand up without any hesitation! From then on, the continent would lose a good-for-nothing and gain an exceptional genius!

Is it very difficult for a warrior to advance? Sorry, I have a secret treasure to temper my body. I can advance two levels in three days.

Is a mage very powerful? I’m sorry, I don’t care. She senses the five elements, and an all-elemental mage is quietly born.

Is a summoner very rare? I’m sorry, I’m a summoner that appears only once in a thousand years. Moreover, I’m a five-elemental summoner. Magical beasts and so on are not a problem. There’s also a meatball that seems to be a ten-thousand-year magical beast~

With such a mysterious treasure in her possession, the Yun family’s Old Ancestor personally guides her cultivation path. Beside her is a strange meatball that seems to be an ancient magical beast. As a summoner that is hard to come by in ten thousand years, as well as a warrior, mage, socket master, refiner, and so on, she has always been very low-key—arrogant in a low-key manner!

Let us witness how this formidable lady starts from the beginning and scales to the top of the pyramid! From now on, she will rule the world!

Oliver Patrick, the Greatest General in Stormfront's history has a secret - a secret not many know. They think that his Iron WIll was built overnight. They know not the path of suffering he walked, as the slave Beam, to reach his destiny as King, and then Emperor.This is that story. A true story, of progress, struggle, hardship and strength. A story of greatness achieved without a system. A story of how one unknown boy's struggle transformed a continent forever.//ExtractThe arm dropped to the floor, as did the head. Spear points raced past the falling corpse as the goblins sought to take advantage of his momentary lapse in attention. But the tide had already shifted. The equilibrium that had kept the battle going for so long was shattered. With no bruiser to take care of their front lines and distract his attention, the goblins in front of him were no match for his speed.He employed his misdirection as he normally might, feigning the same backwards step that he had practised over and over, before leaping forward, catching the goblin off guard, twisting his body to avoid its spear and forcing his blade into its throat.It let out a high-pitched squeal as it dropped its spear and attempted to stem the tide of blood that was spurting from the wound. The goblin next to it squealed too, in fear this time, as its eyes widened, seeing two of its comrades dealt with so easily in quick succession. Beam saw it take a backwards step, as it attempted to turn and run away. But he was on it before it had a chance. He wrapped his arm around its neck and drove a sword through its back.Rather than let the corpse fall to the floor as he normally might, he held onto this one, enduring its death throes. Once life had finally left its body, he shifted it into place as a meat shield. Two arrows thudded against it, almost piercing it straight through. But the time they reached Beam the momentum was entirely gone – though they touched him, they did not even pierce his clothes.Slowly, with his meat shield in place, Beam advanced on the remaining goblins. They both shared a glance with each other as they dared to fire another volley, before turning on their heels and attempting to sprint away.“Stay,” a brief moment of eye contact, and one of the goblins was rooted in place. Beam tossed his shield aside and picked up a spear instead. With a twist of his hips and shoulder, the spear went soaring, impaling the running goblin straight through its stomach. Its bow fell to the ground, as strength left its hands. It then fell to its knees, before falling face down to the floor, pushing the spear back through itself.

“My unrequited love is over.” Compared to my perfect older brother, I, Ha Giyeon, was endlessly lacking. My first love and my last love—every single one of them were my brother’s friends. What I got in return for pouring all my affection into them were cold, violent words of rejection. Then came the thunderbolt: I wasn’t even their real son. My family, whose love I desperately sought, kicked me out of the house. Even though I scraped by doing hard labor, it didn’t feel like living. Then came the sudden car accident. Right before dying, I regretted everything and begged— That if I ever got to live again, I would never give my love to the family who scorned and discriminated against me, nor to the brothers who tormented me under the pretense of affection. I would live a life that was truly my own. And as if it were a lie, in the winter of my 17th year, Ha Giyeon returned. As Ha Giyeon began to change, so too did the family and the brothers who had once trampled him…